Gangsta Blues

Never gonna give you up
No matter how you treat me
Never gonna give you up

You can knock on my door
It ain't nobody home
I might be there but I'm gone
Cause I'm stuck off a zone
I'm hell backed like that guy on the couch
Don't get high on my grass
I just puff from where I will be out
I call my low girls tell'em pick me up
Roomie let's hit the home cup
You know where it hurt
But why the fuck you bring the coke for?
God damn I ain't got high

Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes

Cigarettes on cigarettes
My mama thinks I stink
I got burnt holes in my hoodies
All my homies thinks it's dank
I miss my coco butter kisses
I miss my coco butter kisses



Credits
Writer(s): Aston Rudi Hardacre, Felix Joseph, Elli Ingram, Hal David, Melvin Glover, Burt F. Bacharach, Sylvia Robinson, Kejuan Waliek Muchita, Albert Johnson
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